Last year was missed out due to sprognation, so this year marks the return of the Beer Fest. For a change, we get the train from Diss to Norwich, which means a bit of an early start and an early return, and less of a chance to catch the Cawston Band doing their thing. However, there is more room to move around. Elsewhere, a random dead insect is spotted, which requires the hauling out of the extension bellows for a bit of a macro session. Finally, Nosher's "old chap" comes over for the weekend, and helps out with the anual apple picking thrash.